Poetry Blogs (2017, Aphrodite)
When I am a sculptor, famed
in the shadow of Moore or
Hepworth, I shall fashion
in black marble an image of eternity;
Aphrodite shall dance a slow pavane
without her customary passion, and
shall shine within the foaming waters
of this brutal and ungodly Earth.
Wednesday 8th November 2017 1:26 pm
She was half-drowned
after throwing herself off the cliffs
into the waters surrounding the Isle of Lesbos,
a mythical land I could never reach
even with the stride of a Titan.
Lungs still filled with liquid cries to Poseidon,
my dolphins found her on a bed of sea moss,
foreign oils lost to the ocean,
carried her on their silver backs
to Ogygia, my paradise prison.
Wednesday 17th August 2016 1:09 pm
This riot doesn’t subside, just because you wish it
Sometimes we need a medium just to take the trip with.
You think that you’re equipped with all the right equipment?
I’m thinking that you’re tripping, and this is all a figment
Of your imagination, try to stick with being grounded
Founded in this new creation, you and I are quite astounding
Please re-main calm, intense plea...
Saturday 30th April 2016 7:00 pm
If fruit juices be the juices of love,
make mine black cherry and strawberry.
Both these delicious flavours must have aphrodisiac
properties that Aphrodite would adore as she lies on her
back with her legs apart, imparting her fragrant breath
to my parched lips as my hips pump my love into her.
Venus in furs might prefer unsweetened lemon and lime
to compliment her primal...
Sunday 1st February 2015 11:52 am
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